The most romantic little emperor

Dong Meir's eyes flashed with a cunning look, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at Yelu Lingxiao with a smile, a mocking arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said coldly: "Huh, what? King Nanyuan can't afford to lose, and wants to default on his debt?"

Yelu Lingxiao laughed heartily, seemingly unconcerned about Dong Meir's provocation. He asked leisurely, "Dong Guifei, do you dare to say that this poem was written entirely by you and not by someone else?"

Dong Meir's heart trembled, but she did not show any weakness on the surface. She looked up at Qin Hao who was sitting high on the dragon throne. Seeing him nod slightly, she immediately felt confident.

She straightened her back and said sternly, "Yelü Lingxiao, I'm not going to hide it from you. This poem was indeed not written by me, but by someone else. Do you want to know who it was?"

"However, I will not tell you, nor will I accept your bet, unless you come to me and beg me, how do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Yelu Lingxiao couldn't help but frown slightly. It was a great insult to his status and wishful thinking to ask him, the King of the Southern Court of the Liao Dynasty, to beg a woman.

He glanced at Dong Mei'er beside him, but did not give any response. Instead, he turned his gaze to Qin Hao, with a proud look in his eyes, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, if you dare not accept the challenge, it doesn't matter. The previous bet is hereby invalidated. What do you think?"

Qin Hao looked at Yelu Lingxiao's arrogant and domineering appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little amused. He nodded slightly and said lightly: "King of the South Courtyard, it's not that I won't give you a chance. But, if you lose again this time, what will you do?"

Yelu Lingxiao knew very well that the people of Daxia were very interested in the war horses of the Liao Kingdom, and he thought that the little emperor in front of him was no exception.

He clenched his teeth tightly, as if he was making a difficult decision, and then replied: "If we lose this contest, I am willing to give you my precious BMW as a bet. What do you think?"

"it is good!"

When Qin Hao heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He nodded and agreed immediately without any hesitation.

He had heard a few days ago that Yelu Lingxiao brought his mount with him when he went to Beijing this time.

It is said that Yelu Lingxiao's mount is a snow-white horse, without a single stray hair on its body. It is as white as jade and as bright as silver. It can be said to be more majestic than the snow in three winters and the frost in nine autumns.

The BMW was named Taxue. Its name was just like its posture, light as the wind and leaving no trace on the snow. It was hailed as the gem among BMWs.

The legends about it are even more fantastic, saying that it can travel a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles a night. It is a rare and excellent horse in the world, one of a kind in the world.

Although these rumors are a bit exaggerated, they are enough to prove its extraordinaryness.

Not to mention traveling a thousand miles a day, but traveling five or six hundred miles a day should be no problem.

Qin Hao had long been drooling over such a magical object. After all, in ancient times when there were no modern means of transportation such as cars and airplanes, owning a fine BMW was just like people in later generations driving a noble Rolls-Royce. The feeling of speeding and being awe-inspiring was undoubtedly the greatest temptation for men.

Moreover, owning this BMW can save your life at critical moments.

Although there were many fine horses in the palace, those horses were far inferior to this divine horse.

Qin Hao has always wanted to see its true appearance. Now that he has the chance to get it, how could he let it go easily?

Yelu Lingxiao, the King of the Southern Courtyard, took a step back to advance. He stared at Qin Hao with a sharp gaze and said provocatively, "Your Majesty, how do you plan to set the rules for this gambling game? Don't let people say that I am bullying you because you have no one in the Central Plains."

Qin Hao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a somewhat playful smile, and said calmly: "King of the South Courtyard, you set the rules, I will not take advantage of you."

Yelu Lingxiao was relieved after hearing this. He nodded to Qin Hao, turned to look at Xiao Siliang, and snorted coldly: "Mr. Xiao, I'll give you a chance. If you disappoint me again this time, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Xiao Siliang's face was full of flattering smiles, and he nodded and bowed quickly, saying: "Don't worry, my king, I will do my best this time and live up to your expectations. If I fail again, I am willing to die to apologize."

After getting Xiao Siliang's assurance, Yelu Lingxiao felt more confident and relieved. He knew very well the level of his think tank and that he had deep attainments in poetry.

With him involved, I have a great chance of winning this bet.

Xiao Siliang stood up resolutely, with his head held high and his eyes looking straight at Qin Hao. He raised his lips with a proud arc and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Daxia, I, the deputy envoy, intend to compete with you in this gambling game."

Qin Hao was secretly happy when he heard this. This bastard, is his eyes on his ass? He actually dared to challenge me to a poem. Isn't this like a mouse licking a cat's ass?

"How dare you! You ignorant dog, how dare you challenge the majesty of the Emperor of Great Xia. Who are you to make such a request? You are simply courting death!" Gao Lishi was immediately furious. He pointed at Xiao Siliang's nose and shouted harshly.

However, Xiao Siliang seemed to have seen through life and death, and did not take Gao Lishi's insults to heart. He held his head high and said excitedly: "Haven't you seen through my identity as a deputy envoy?"

"Yes, I am Xiao Wuliang, the remnant of the previous dynasty as you call him. I am a descendant of the Daliang royal family. Is this identity enough?"

"Today, I will not only clear my name and show you my strength, but also trample you traitors who stole my kingdom under my feet and humiliate you severely."

Li Zhen stepped out with a scornful smile on his face. He said sarcastically, "Haha, this is really the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life."

"The Liang Dynasty has been destroyed for more than 20 years. Why didn't you stand up back then? Instead, you joined the Liao camp and lived in hiding for so many years. If I were you, I would have found a rope to hang myself to avoid being laughed at."

In view of Dong Meir's previous outstanding performance, Dong Sicheng was happy for once. He looked up at Qin Hao sitting on the dragon throne and immediately stood up to defend himself, the emperor's son-in-law.

So, he also stood up and said with a cold smile: "You, a slave of a conquered country, dare to speak nonsense in the court of my Great Xia today. Who gave you the courage? Do you think that you can do whatever you want without restraint just because you have the support of the Liao people behind you? Believe it or not, I will not let you leave this hall."